My Sword Has a Way

The man understood and said softly, "My son."

Xu Zhian understood what was going on, then turned and looked towards Jianya. The boundless sword energy was extremely docile at this moment, as if it had treated the young man as a fellow human being, no longer as chaotic and violent as before.

"I have obtained the hidden character formula of the Twelve Sword Formulas. I would like to practice here for a while and stabilize my soul. I hope you will take care of me."

The young man bowed to the middle-aged man next to him and expressed his thoughts.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Don't call me uncle, just call me Mu Jiantang! As for how long you want to stay, it's up to you, but I want to remind you that now that the formation outside has been broken, I'm afraid the town will not be peaceful. Although I don't like you a little, you have the title of the young master of the twelfth floor, so I hope you can take precautions early."

Xu Zhian nodded to show that he understood, and then asked, "What about the girl who was with me? Is she in danger?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "That girl is sleeping soundly. How come you, Xu Zhian, like her?"

The boy blushed slightly and shook his head: "No...no, we are just friends."

The boy's voice became three points weaker by the end, and his slightly inferior expression made the middle-aged man snort coldly.

"Humph, you are useless!"

"If you like someone, just say it boldly. Why do you keep your little thoughts to yourself? Are you waiting for the girl to take the initiative?"

Xu Zhian was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain: "Actually... we are just friends. You should stop talking nonsense."

Mu Jiantang's disdain grew stronger, and he said calmly: "There will be some people in this town who are willing to follow their ancestors' orders and recognize you as their young master, but there must be many who don't. Tell me, is it worth killing them for you?"

The young man frowned, then said seriously: "Not worth it."

Mu Jiantang looked strange, nodded slightly, and sighed: "Well, this is my fate, I won't do anything that will hurt my virtue, you can practice sword here with peace of mind, I will definitely protect you!"

After he finished speaking, the figure disappeared, leaving the young man alone on the cliff, accompanied by the boundless spring breeze and sword energy.

Furthermore, at the bottom of the cliff outside the formation, a girl in red was half leaning against a tree, with a small animal lying on the blue stone beside her. The sunlight was shining on the small animal, making it feel extremely comfortable. It could be heard snoring faintly with a light and even rhythm, and it was obviously having a sweet dream.

A middle-aged man appeared quietly, and with the sudden rise of a breeze, the spiritual order of the place suddenly changed. The little beast next to it seemed to have sensed something, and immediately propped itself up, ready to take a fighting posture.

"What? Are you still grumpy after waking up?"

The middle-aged man pretended to be displeased. When the little animal next to him saw him, it lowered its head, ignored the man, and continued to lie on the bluestone and take a nap.

Just at this moment, a white shadow suddenly jumped out of a cave and instantly came to the middle-aged man's ankle, rubbing the man's ankle affectionately, looking very attentive.

"Not bad, you have made a lot of progress. You can finally be considered a spirit demon. But your strength is too low, only equivalent to the fourth level of the lower five realms. You still have to work hard, otherwise you will be bullied by that ugly wolf."

The middle-aged man stroked the white shadow at his feet and seemed to be in a very good mood.

"who are you?"

A girl's voice came from the side, holding a three-foot green light in her hand and looking at him vigilantly.

The man smiled faintly: "Little girl, you came to my place and asked who I am? Are you kidding?"

The girl frowned slightly, her pretty face showing a chill: "Are you the owner of this sword cliff?"

The man had a casual expression, as if he was speaking casually: "I am not the owner of this place. To be exact, you have seen the owner of this place, but you just don't know it."

The girl asked in confusion: "Where exactly is this place? Why am I here?"

The man stroked the white fox in his hand and smiled slightly: "This is the real world under the Sword Cliff. As for why you appear here, I can only say that I am giving you face from the Five Cities of Zhongzhou."

The girl was puzzled and asked, "You know my identity? Who are you?"

The man sneered: "You are from the Jiang family of Shengxin Lake in Dongbao City, Zhongsheng Continent. As for who I am, my name is Mu Jiantang, and I am also known as the Free and Easy Sword Saint!"

The girl was shocked and a little bit unbelieving, "You are the free and easy swordsman who is below the immortal and has a sword for his whole life?"

The man smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Clouds, they are all clouds."

"My name is Jiang Ying, and my father's name is Jiang Mingyue."

The girl showed a happy expression and hurriedly gave her name, but Mu Jiantang shook his head and said, "I don't know you, but it doesn't matter. Let me ask you, what are you doing at the bottom of the cliff? Are you here for the inheritance?"

The girl was now looking at the little beast on the bluestone with her eyes wide open, her hands were shaking slightly.

Seeing this, Mu Jiantang said in a more serious tone: "Little girl!"

The girl came back to her senses and glanced at the little beast with some fear. Then she said to the middle-aged man, "I came down with a friend. His name is Xu Zhian. He wanted to practice sword skills well, but he couldn't sharpen himself up there anymore, so he came down to the bottom of the cliff. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me!"

Hearing this, the man nodded and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell the truth. Anyway, there is nothing in this broken place that is worthy of interest for people like you."

The girl remained silent after hearing this, and the man continued, "Little girl, you'd better leave here as soon as possible. The town is no longer as friendly to outsiders like you as it used to be. There may be unrest in the next few days, so it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Jiang Ying nodded and asked, "Senior, where is the boy who was with me? Where did he go?"

The man smiled playfully: "The boy in black? He went to another place, but don't worry, his life is not in danger."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "In that case, can you open the formation and let me leave?"

The man nodded and waved his hand. A white light gate took shape. Mu Jiantang said to the girl, "I suddenly want to ask you a question."

The girl nodded and said, "Please speak, senior."

The man smiled oddly: "Do you have someone you like?"

Jiang Ying looked at the middle-aged man with a strange expression, and then replied with some vigilance: "Yes, I already have it in my hometown. Senior, please don't tease me."

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Really? That's a pity! Why don't you consider changing one?"

The girl's eyebrows began to frown, and then she refused, "Don't consider it. It's the parents' order and the matchmaker's words. Besides, a forced marriage is not sweet. I'm sure you understand, senior."

The man turned around, not knowing what he was thinking. Seeing this, the girl bowed slightly and walked towards the light gate.

"Zhongsheng Shenzhou?"

"Little girl, help me convey a message to the people of Zhongzhou. Just say..."

"Can you take my Mu Jiantang's sword?!"